One of these days I'm going to keep up with the fast girls (EEL (Erin, Elizabeth, Leslie), as Jessica calls them). Now we can add Barb and Allison to that (EELBA?)
That'll be a good day.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Weight-loss changes
So some of the questions I got from the post about my lack of weight-loss were the following:
- do my clothes fit differently
- do I drink soda
- what about diet drinks
- what about processed foods
So, my clothes are fitting differently but not enough to make be feel better about the slow weightloss. I don't drink any soda on a regular basis, maybe once every two-three weeks. But if I do drink it, it tends to be diet soda. My intake of processed foods is also minimal. I tend not to like the taste of refined flour so there isn't too much white flour in my diet. I do, however, eat lean cuisines very regularly for lunch. Dinner is almost always homemade as are snacks. I hate those 100 cal snack packs, if I want ant snacks, I'll go raid an anthill.
On a side note, the hummus from the farmer's market is in itself worth the trip downtown. I tend to eat it plain, on bread or with veggies. But then the boy gets pita chips in the house and I come home to find that he took care of the 'hummus problem'.
On a side side note, the alternative bread from central market has quinoa, amaranth and some flax and it worth the extra buck you have to spend on it (compared to the other breads they have). Expensive, but so good if you're feeling splurge-y.
Okay, back to the topic. I've cut out splenda, aiming for 14 cups of water and I am also limiting my salt intake. I drink a cup of coffee and a cup of tea a day and each one gets a teaspoon of sugar. No more added sugar to anything else in my meals (so fruits are fine, ya).
Surprisingly, I am getting in 14 cups of water a day without too much of a problem. The sugar limit is also not an issue.
BUT:
Do you know you should keep sodium down to 2300 mg/day? Do you know how much sodium a single teaspoon of salt has? 2300 mg. Do you know the culture I come from (I think most of the western part of India does this) actually gives you salt on the side to eat raw with your food. Take a bite of the rice and dal, then a bite of a green chili dipped into salt. mmm.
Yesterday was the first day I even managed to get my sodium to under 2500 mg.
- do my clothes fit differently
- do I drink soda
- what about diet drinks
- what about processed foods
So, my clothes are fitting differently but not enough to make be feel better about the slow weightloss. I don't drink any soda on a regular basis, maybe once every two-three weeks. But if I do drink it, it tends to be diet soda. My intake of processed foods is also minimal. I tend not to like the taste of refined flour so there isn't too much white flour in my diet. I do, however, eat lean cuisines very regularly for lunch. Dinner is almost always homemade as are snacks. I hate those 100 cal snack packs, if I want ant snacks, I'll go raid an anthill.
On a side note, the hummus from the farmer's market is in itself worth the trip downtown. I tend to eat it plain, on bread or with veggies. But then the boy gets pita chips in the house and I come home to find that he took care of the 'hummus problem'.
On a side side note, the alternative bread from central market has quinoa, amaranth and some flax and it worth the extra buck you have to spend on it (compared to the other breads they have). Expensive, but so good if you're feeling splurge-y.
Okay, back to the topic. I've cut out splenda, aiming for 14 cups of water and I am also limiting my salt intake. I drink a cup of coffee and a cup of tea a day and each one gets a teaspoon of sugar. No more added sugar to anything else in my meals (so fruits are fine, ya).
Surprisingly, I am getting in 14 cups of water a day without too much of a problem. The sugar limit is also not an issue.
BUT:
Do you know you should keep sodium down to 2300 mg/day? Do you know how much sodium a single teaspoon of salt has? 2300 mg. Do you know the culture I come from (I think most of the western part of India does this) actually gives you salt on the side to eat raw with your food. Take a bite of the rice and dal, then a bite of a green chili dipped into salt. mmm.
Yesterday was the first day I even managed to get my sodium to under 2500 mg.
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Well I never...
this one made me blush (I ran into it off a blog while I was looking for nutrition information on pan fried noodles):
Friday, April 04, 2008
This really shouldn't be this difficult
It's even difficult trying to write about this. I've lost a grand total of four pounds in the past two months of working out on the average 5-6 times a week (two of which were weight training). In the past week (after the in-laws had gone) I regained two of those pounds and it won't budge.
I know, I've gained muscle weight. I know its impossible to gain two pounds in a week and its something else like water. But right now, I'm at a loss. I've cut out splenda and am going to increase my water intake to about 14 cups. Let's see if this helps.
I don't know if I can even drink 14 cups of water. 10-12 is difficult as it is.
I know, I've gained muscle weight. I know its impossible to gain two pounds in a week and its something else like water. But right now, I'm at a loss. I've cut out splenda and am going to increase my water intake to about 14 cups. Let's see if this helps.
I don't know if I can even drink 14 cups of water. 10-12 is difficult as it is.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Belly Flops
She's in the ladies bathroom at the gym folding her sleeves up while she gets ready to go get her workout. I walk in and get the look. You know the one where she looks me up and down to decide whether I look like I should be there or not. If I look 'fit' enough to look so satisfied about getting my sweat on. Or if I look too big to be so proud of myself. I do a mental check to see what I'm wearing. I'm glad I have my Fila relays shirt on (even though it doesn't say so on the front, only on the back).
Is this why I want to wear my race shirts to the gym? So that I look like I belong? So that the big girl can stay even though her belly seems to move independently of the rest of her body?
Too bad the 3M shirt is full sleeved, I can't wear it during my workout.
Is this why I want to wear my race shirts to the gym? So that I look like I belong? So that the big girl can stay even though her belly seems to move independently of the rest of her body?
Too bad the 3M shirt is full sleeved, I can't wear it during my workout.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
It is definitely the sugar
I think I write this blog more for me than anyone else. It's a place where I can write stuff down that I don't want to forget. Its finally paid off. Around december I wrote about how I think sugar makes me crazy. Well last week I had some run ins with Jam that made me eat like I was training for a marathon. So today I ate some sugar but keeping in mind what I was doing. I ate some cottage cheese with jam and then a hard candy. Its around three in the afternoon right now and I've spent the last hour trying to stop myself from thinking about food. Sugar, it seems, resets my food gauge. I remember this used to happen to me during undergrad where I couldn't eat anything sweet for breakfast or I'd spend the rest of the day rabidly hungry. Now, it appears, sweet stuff seems to do that no matter what time of the day I eat it.
Strangely enough, natural sugars don't seem to matter. I eat a piece of fruit almost every afternoon without any repercussions. This is good since I am unsure if a fruit-less existence is worth my effort.
I guess the next step from here is going to be to figure out if eating the sugar with something else helps or not. Past run ins suggest that neither protein nor fat are going to help.
Strangely enough, natural sugars don't seem to matter. I eat a piece of fruit almost every afternoon without any repercussions. This is good since I am unsure if a fruit-less existence is worth my effort.
I guess the next step from here is going to be to figure out if eating the sugar with something else helps or not. Past run ins suggest that neither protein nor fat are going to help.
Friday, March 07, 2008
Blah blah blah and then some insight
Jess recently wrote about thinking a single nice thing about someone. This is something I've been trying to do myself but in a slightly altered way. I've been trying not to be judgmental about people I see around me. To be more exact, I've been trying not to judge people based on how they look by deciding who is 'too skinny' or 'overweight'. Its not acceptable to do something like that unless I'm okay with that being done to me (which I am not since, you know, you don't know me).
Yesterday was cold and windy so the gym was mostly empty. That meant that for my body sculpt class, the middle area, which is usually full, had spots available in front of the mirror. As a result, I got to work out with the added benefit of watching myself workout. This is something I have managed to successfully avoid for the past month and a half. Initially, I just wanted to spare myself that instant when you realize what you look like. It doesn't help that for some reason most of the people in these classes are really really slim (not unhealthy just naturally tiny). Compare and contrast at its best.
So I had to work out in front of the mirror. It wasn't bad and I caught myself thinking I don't absolutely hate the way I look. As in the past, I didn't spend my entire time avoiding looking into the mirror. Then I noticed that the girl next to. She was a little wider than I was but she had no tummy. Just amazingly flat abs. Unfortunately, the rest of the workout was then spent wondering why my abs are, shall we say, not flat?
So I'm going to try something new. Along with not judging people I see based on how they look, I am also going to try and be nicer to myself.
Yesterday was cold and windy so the gym was mostly empty. That meant that for my body sculpt class, the middle area, which is usually full, had spots available in front of the mirror. As a result, I got to work out with the added benefit of watching myself workout. This is something I have managed to successfully avoid for the past month and a half. Initially, I just wanted to spare myself that instant when you realize what you look like. It doesn't help that for some reason most of the people in these classes are really really slim (not unhealthy just naturally tiny). Compare and contrast at its best.
So I had to work out in front of the mirror. It wasn't bad and I caught myself thinking I don't absolutely hate the way I look. As in the past, I didn't spend my entire time avoiding looking into the mirror. Then I noticed that the girl next to. She was a little wider than I was but she had no tummy. Just amazingly flat abs. Unfortunately, the rest of the workout was then spent wondering why my abs are, shall we say, not flat?
So I'm going to try something new. Along with not judging people I see based on how they look, I am also going to try and be nicer to myself.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Moving on
I've been trying to come up with a good way to report the half marathon to everyone (Hi Mike!) but I can't seem to put it into words. It was strange and surreal and amazing and to some extent disappointing.
I say disappointing because I got really tired with three miles remaining. With all that training, I should have known better than to start out so fast. I did finish well under my goal time of 2:30 and intend to run many more. Photos of the race before, after and during can viewed here.
Now, I must move onto the present. I've been avoiding writing because I can't seem to articulate the 3M experience. Well, then, I'll talk about the other things going on right now and hopefully the words will come.
I say disappointing because I got really tired with three miles remaining. With all that training, I should have known better than to start out so fast. I did finish well under my goal time of 2:30 and intend to run many more. Photos of the race before, after and during can viewed here.
Now, I must move onto the present. I've been avoiding writing because I can't seem to articulate the 3M experience. Well, then, I'll talk about the other things going on right now and hopefully the words will come.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Gratitude for the 3M
Its been a week since the 3M half and I can't stop thinking about everyone who made the race one of the most amazing things I have ever done. Thank you for nodding considerately as I obsessed about training and thinking of me during/after the race.
Some friday nights Sandeep actually laid out all my stuff for me so that I could go to bed on time before a long run. I definitely would not have done with this without some amazing people to run with. Running long runs is bad enough but if I had had to run them alone we all know that I would have just slept in. During the race, there were throngs of people out there to cheer the runners on. Volunteers frantically working to keep the water stops functioning but still taking the time to say an encouraging word. Some of the spectators were even nice enough to bring out bananas and tissues. Simply amazing!
Even our running group is amazing, they were so proud of us for racing. I can't help but be touched.
To some this might sound like an acceptance speech but I can't help but feel the need to give thanks all around. So, in conclusion, I would also like to thank my physical therapist for keeping me as strong as he could despite the issues that cropped up and then congratulating me and looking appropriately impressed with my time even though he also works with women like this: http://www.desireeficker.com/
Some friday nights Sandeep actually laid out all my stuff for me so that I could go to bed on time before a long run. I definitely would not have done with this without some amazing people to run with. Running long runs is bad enough but if I had had to run them alone we all know that I would have just slept in. During the race, there were throngs of people out there to cheer the runners on. Volunteers frantically working to keep the water stops functioning but still taking the time to say an encouraging word. Some of the spectators were even nice enough to bring out bananas and tissues. Simply amazing!
Even our running group is amazing, they were so proud of us for racing. I can't help but be touched.
To some this might sound like an acceptance speech but I can't help but feel the need to give thanks all around. So, in conclusion, I would also like to thank my physical therapist for keeping me as strong as he could despite the issues that cropped up and then congratulating me and looking appropriately impressed with my time even though he also works with women like this: http://www.desireeficker.com/
I can has 3m photos?
If you said the photos would go up on the 30th, why aren't they up on the 30th?
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Running is for fun!
Tomorrow is the race and I'm having trouble eating. I'm so nervous.
I really like races because of the sense of community they create and I feel really connected and a part of something bigger. The problem is that I'm afraid that my back is going to rebel. I want tomorrow's run to be more than just something I was glad I got through. I've done everything I can. It's time now to relax and thank nature for being kind to us. Its going to be cloudy/clear and amazing weather in the 50s during the race. Time to go to bed.
I really like races because of the sense of community they create and I feel really connected and a part of something bigger. The problem is that I'm afraid that my back is going to rebel. I want tomorrow's run to be more than just something I was glad I got through. I've done everything I can. It's time now to relax and thank nature for being kind to us. Its going to be cloudy/clear and amazing weather in the 50s during the race. Time to go to bed.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Two days remain
I had my first panic attack two days ago on Wednesday about the half marathon I am told I will be racing on Sunday. I think I need to be really good and blog about what is going on with me.
Wednesday was my last hard workout. 6 X 400s at Austin high. It was cold but almost all the familiar faces showed up. It felt really good to just talk to them and run. Minnie, Barb and I ran without timing ourselves. Alison, Sarah and Jessica ran ahead of us (and I think they did time themselves). I did some core work and PT yesterday but nothing strenuous.
Dinner at changos made my stomach so unhappy even today two days later I can feel it. That being said, you'll have to pry that al pastor taco from my cold dead hands.
Yesterday was bad in the sense that I didn't drink enough water at all. I maxed out at 7 cups if I'm lucky but I need to drinking close to 12.
I hope today will be better.
FYI, masoor (brown lentils) = tons of protein
chana (bengal gram/horse gram) = very little protein.
Today's dilemma: Eat dinner with some asha folks (catered Indian (?) food) or eat dinner at home (Rajma and rice a.k.a red beans and rice).
Wednesday was my last hard workout. 6 X 400s at Austin high. It was cold but almost all the familiar faces showed up. It felt really good to just talk to them and run. Minnie, Barb and I ran without timing ourselves. Alison, Sarah and Jessica ran ahead of us (and I think they did time themselves). I did some core work and PT yesterday but nothing strenuous.
Dinner at changos made my stomach so unhappy even today two days later I can feel it. That being said, you'll have to pry that al pastor taco from my cold dead hands.
Yesterday was bad in the sense that I didn't drink enough water at all. I maxed out at 7 cups if I'm lucky but I need to drinking close to 12.
I hope today will be better.
FYI, masoor (brown lentils) = tons of protein
chana (bengal gram/horse gram) = very little protein.
Today's dilemma: Eat dinner with some asha folks (catered Indian (?) food) or eat dinner at home (Rajma and rice a.k.a red beans and rice).
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Ha!
This ad has been making the rounds and is quite funny.
But what is truly funny about this is ad is that the people I run with have used all these complaints/excuses at one time or another. While we run.
Infact, just yesterday, Alison thought her run was going to suck because she didn't have her Gu on her (with caffeine), I thought it was too cold and a bunch of us weren't feeling well because of allergies.
Yesterdays run was 900 meter repeats around the Zilker pool in alternating directions. Either way ends with either a steady climb or a steep climb. Favourite conversation during the run? Which direction do you hate more? The steady or the steep incline?
But what is truly funny about this is ad is that the people I run with have used all these complaints/excuses at one time or another. While we run.
Infact, just yesterday, Alison thought her run was going to suck because she didn't have her Gu on her (with caffeine), I thought it was too cold and a bunch of us weren't feeling well because of allergies.
Yesterdays run was 900 meter repeats around the Zilker pool in alternating directions. Either way ends with either a steady climb or a steep climb. Favourite conversation during the run? Which direction do you hate more? The steady or the steep incline?
Friday, January 11, 2008
Running or jogging
Apparently, in order to be technically running your speed has to be 9min/mile or faster. Otherwise, you're jogging.
I disagree.
There has to be a definition of running that involves perceived effort because a raw running pace cutoff doesn't take into account weight and body builds. I don't know if I'll ever get to the point that I can sustain 9min miles for longer than a mile but that doesn't mean that I'm not going the fastest I can when I 'run'. Not to mention, even though I'm slow, I do have a running pace and a jogging pace. I think there needs to be a new definition for the two terms.
Or maybe we just need to get away from this need to feel better than all those slow people out there (they jog but I actually run).
Thoughts?
I disagree.
There has to be a definition of running that involves perceived effort because a raw running pace cutoff doesn't take into account weight and body builds. I don't know if I'll ever get to the point that I can sustain 9min miles for longer than a mile but that doesn't mean that I'm not going the fastest I can when I 'run'. Not to mention, even though I'm slow, I do have a running pace and a jogging pace. I think there needs to be a new definition for the two terms.
Or maybe we just need to get away from this need to feel better than all those slow people out there (they jog but I actually run).
Thoughts?
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Running with all the 'real' runners out there
This is from four weeks ago:
Sometimes, things just work out. I was supposed to be working on a qualifying exam all weekend but my teacher decided to give us some extra time.
So, this weekend for the first time since the EAS 10miler, I got the chance to really run. These past few weeks I've been holding back. I've had to try to conserve energy to work for the rest of the day and also I haven't been eating well.
What I did:
breakfast: smoothie with fruit and protein powder. Waffle. Coffee. 16 oz of water.
three gu packets during the run
3 cones of water per water stop (got a bit much and ran the last few miles with a side stitch)
It was great, I got really sick of running with two miles to go and started speeding up. Something I've never quite done. I was feeling strong but I felt like I could sustain it.
Then....
with half a mile to go, I sprained my leg. But I was trying to make my goal so I tried to keep running on it. I finally stopped after cussing like a mad woman (a hold over from my VT days, when being injured warranted lots of @#$*s) and scaring the bejesus out of two women on the trail. I stopped, walked and tried not to kick myself with the leg that still could. Fortunately, It wasn't bad and I eventually ran the last quarter of a mile.
The ankle got lots of rest since the next week was spent frantically trying to finish the qualifying exam before the trip to portland. Trip was great. We got to run once in that entire 10 day period. Once. we did walk everywhere though. And I mean everywhere!
Sometimes, things just work out. I was supposed to be working on a qualifying exam all weekend but my teacher decided to give us some extra time.
So, this weekend for the first time since the EAS 10miler, I got the chance to really run. These past few weeks I've been holding back. I've had to try to conserve energy to work for the rest of the day and also I haven't been eating well.
What I did:
breakfast: smoothie with fruit and protein powder. Waffle. Coffee. 16 oz of water.
three gu packets during the run
3 cones of water per water stop (got a bit much and ran the last few miles with a side stitch)
It was great, I got really sick of running with two miles to go and started speeding up. Something I've never quite done. I was feeling strong but I felt like I could sustain it.
Then....
with half a mile to go, I sprained my leg. But I was trying to make my goal so I tried to keep running on it. I finally stopped after cussing like a mad woman (a hold over from my VT days, when being injured warranted lots of @#$*s) and scaring the bejesus out of two women on the trail. I stopped, walked and tried not to kick myself with the leg that still could. Fortunately, It wasn't bad and I eventually ran the last quarter of a mile.
The ankle got lots of rest since the next week was spent frantically trying to finish the qualifying exam before the trip to portland. Trip was great. We got to run once in that entire 10 day period. Once. we did walk everywhere though. And I mean everywhere!
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Sometimes you feel like a runner
and sometimes you don't.
Went for my long run Sunday instead of Saturday. It was supposed to be relatively short 7 miles and I was running by myself. I was looking forward to it but at the same time it didn't seem right to take time out to run while I'm struggling to finish this semester.
I still went to the trail.
Well, I got shin splints in the first mile. Not sure what caused this. I also had an odd pounding headache and fuzzy contacts.
This year as with the last, I lost the enjoyment I get from running around this time. I've been thinking about what might be causing this and I think it is the end of the semester stuff that just gets me down. I'm not getting good sleep. My allergies are starting to act up. I'm stressed because of qualifying exams. Essentially, school is interfering with my extracurricular activities.
Update: ran around the neighbourhood and got shin splints again. I think I need more arch support with the Sauconys I'm using.
Went for my long run Sunday instead of Saturday. It was supposed to be relatively short 7 miles and I was running by myself. I was looking forward to it but at the same time it didn't seem right to take time out to run while I'm struggling to finish this semester.
I still went to the trail.
Well, I got shin splints in the first mile. Not sure what caused this. I also had an odd pounding headache and fuzzy contacts.
This year as with the last, I lost the enjoyment I get from running around this time. I've been thinking about what might be causing this and I think it is the end of the semester stuff that just gets me down. I'm not getting good sleep. My allergies are starting to act up. I'm stressed because of qualifying exams. Essentially, school is interfering with my extracurricular activities.
Update: ran around the neighbourhood and got shin splints again. I think I need more arch support with the Sauconys I'm using.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Cats
Our neighbour's cat is trying to adopt us. He just sits in the back door and stares in. He's a cute one.
He was there when I left for a run yesterday and still there when I got back. It started one night when I cooked salmon...
Also, my cat will (without fail) want love when I stretch. For some reason he thinks it's perfectly acceptable for me to scratch his ears when I'm in downward dog or triangle.
And lastly, I really like chasing cats when I'm out running. It's really fun to watch them freeze initially when they see me 'charge' and then take off themselves.
good times...
He was there when I left for a run yesterday and still there when I got back. It started one night when I cooked salmon...
Also, my cat will (without fail) want love when I stretch. For some reason he thinks it's perfectly acceptable for me to scratch his ears when I'm in downward dog or triangle.
And lastly, I really like chasing cats when I'm out running. It's really fun to watch them freeze initially when they see me 'charge' and then take off themselves.
good times...
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Sugar!
ta ta ta ta ta
oh honey honey.
(I used to love that song)
I've been monitoring my sugar intake lately since it seems like I'm particularly drawn to it. My nutritionist noticed that I tend to eat a little bit of something sugary almost everyday. So for the past two weeks, I've been trying to avoid it and also pay attention to cravings.
Things were going quite well until yesterday.
I had to leave home in a hurry so I grabbed a third of a nature's path bar as a snack (these are fairly balanced bars so I thought it wouldn't be too bad on my sugar levels). Last night though, I was craving something sweet so badly that I ate 1.5 hermit cookies. That in and of itself isn't too bad (they were newman's own) BUT...
I ate the half first and then instead of eating the remaining half, I actually ate a whole other (or for those of you that prefer: a whole nother) cookie! Then I caught myself wanting that half that was left in there.
Today was similar. I had a kashi frozen meal for lunch (sweet and sour chicken). It didn't occur to me that the entree was so sugary I could hear my taste buds singing their special sugar song. So for a snack this afternoon, I had pistachio nuts (good job G!) and 2 nutter butters (aw, and you were doing so well... sad face)
Now I have what I think is a sugar headache. Woe is me.
So here are the pressing questions:
I am quite hyper after I come back from my long runs. Could that be because of the 1-3 gel packets I consume? 100 calories of various sugars per packet. Hmmm.
Also, I eat like a mad woman over the weekend. Sure, saturdays are going to be a food fest since I run for hours at a time but its not just food but food like cookies and white chocolate mochas that I want. Then I get one because, you know, I worked for it. Then I want more. So I get something else on sunday because, you know, I'll work it off.
But that's the problem. I will work it off. But what about the gigantic arse on me that I am still trying to work off in the first place?
oh honey honey.
(I used to love that song)
I've been monitoring my sugar intake lately since it seems like I'm particularly drawn to it. My nutritionist noticed that I tend to eat a little bit of something sugary almost everyday. So for the past two weeks, I've been trying to avoid it and also pay attention to cravings.
Things were going quite well until yesterday.
I had to leave home in a hurry so I grabbed a third of a nature's path bar as a snack (these are fairly balanced bars so I thought it wouldn't be too bad on my sugar levels). Last night though, I was craving something sweet so badly that I ate 1.5 hermit cookies. That in and of itself isn't too bad (they were newman's own) BUT...
I ate the half first and then instead of eating the remaining half, I actually ate a whole other (or for those of you that prefer: a whole nother) cookie! Then I caught myself wanting that half that was left in there.
Today was similar. I had a kashi frozen meal for lunch (sweet and sour chicken). It didn't occur to me that the entree was so sugary I could hear my taste buds singing their special sugar song. So for a snack this afternoon, I had pistachio nuts (good job G!) and 2 nutter butters (aw, and you were doing so well... sad face)
Now I have what I think is a sugar headache. Woe is me.
So here are the pressing questions:
I am quite hyper after I come back from my long runs. Could that be because of the 1-3 gel packets I consume? 100 calories of various sugars per packet. Hmmm.
Also, I eat like a mad woman over the weekend. Sure, saturdays are going to be a food fest since I run for hours at a time but its not just food but food like cookies and white chocolate mochas that I want. Then I get one because, you know, I worked for it. Then I want more. So I get something else on sunday because, you know, I'll work it off.
But that's the problem. I will work it off. But what about the gigantic arse on me that I am still trying to work off in the first place?
Long run 12/1
13 miles at 6 am with Jessica. For some reason, the 7 year old impatient me was around and by mile 6 I was ready to be done. I had the hardest time keeping the motivation going. Having Jessica around made all the difference. On my own, I would have gone home after 7 (probably angry and disappointed in myself). Slept like a mad woman the rest of the day. Also in full on crunch mode for the next two weeks so the blog posts are going to be as incoherent as this one is.
Fun for me and fun for you.
Fun for me and fun for you.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Out of town long run
Long runs when away from home are always interesting. The last long run I did was in Michigan during Sandeep's cousins wedding, it was supposed to be 6 miles so I mapped my run out and went for it. I realized too late I didn't have any gu on me so I took some jelly beans with a little salt sprinkled on. Disgusting! But it worked and the run went off without a hitch.
This time, I planned for the gel, post run banana and the map of where to run. But this time, I wasn't alone. My brother-in-law needed to be back sooner than me so we tried to stick close to home. I figured, I would run with him, drop him off at home and get the rest of the remainder of the 7 miles on my own. But by the time we were done with the first part, I felt empty. So I stopped. I hate running in those subdivisions. It's all concrete on the roads.
Well it turns out, that may have been the way to go. Gilbert said, running on roads is really not good for you. Good thing I stopped at 4.5 miles even though I still feel so guilty about not getting my entire distance in.
This time, I planned for the gel, post run banana and the map of where to run. But this time, I wasn't alone. My brother-in-law needed to be back sooner than me so we tried to stick close to home. I figured, I would run with him, drop him off at home and get the rest of the remainder of the 7 miles on my own. But by the time we were done with the first part, I felt empty. So I stopped. I hate running in those subdivisions. It's all concrete on the roads.
Well it turns out, that may have been the way to go. Gilbert said, running on roads is really not good for you. Good thing I stopped at 4.5 miles even though I still feel so guilty about not getting my entire distance in.
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